Written for deecherrywolf on Livejournal for the prompt "Sex after spending time apart, with cuddling".

Junjou Romantica is the property of Nakamura Shungiku.

It's close to midnight when Shinobu returns home. Miyagi feels the the young man's fingers against his face, and he immediately reaches out, grabs him and pulls him down against him. Shinobu limply complies, his lips finding Miyagi's before he's completely settled against the older man's body. He squirms until he's comfortable without breaking the contact between their lips, and he smiles as he feels Miyagi's fingers reach up and start to undo his tie.

"You're a little late," Miyagi breathes against Shinobu's lips.

"I'm sorry," Shinobu mumurs back, kissing the bridge of Miyagi's nose, "I was invited out drinking after work by the owner of the firm."

"It's not your fault, it was for your boss. I just wanted you to be here earlier, so we could..."

Shinobu smiles, reading between the lines.

"I know we haven't had much time together lately. I'm sorry."

You don't have to worry. You never have to worry. Everything's fine.

"Call next time," Miyagi murmured, unbuttoning Shinobu's work shirt. The shirt is still new, and he struggles for a moment as the buttons don't seem to want to give way. Shinobu grins briefly and helps him, undoing the last few buttons with the help of the moonlight filtering through the window and shrugging the shirt off and onto the floor.

"You never call when you work late."

"Brat."

Shinobu smirked, and then groaned low in his throat as Miyagi tweaked at his nipple with one hand while tugging at the younger man's earlobe with his teeth.

"Miyagi," Shinobu murmurs, instantly regretting the fact that he made the older man worry at all.

"Shinobu," Miyagi breathes against his neck, he himself regretting that he ever doubted Shinobu in the first place.

They don't need to say anything, not now. They were both sorry, and later on, they probably will have forgotten that they were worried in the first place.

Miyagi pushes Shinobu down beneath him, and Shinobu hums appreciatively, allowing Miyagi to take control. His pants were soon discarded to the floor, completely forgotten, and Shinobu felt arousal heat his entire body as Miyagi leaned over him, simply taking in the sight of him.

A few brief seconds later, and Miyagi's hand was gently stroking his erection as the older man reached for the bottle of lubrication they kept next to their bed. Shinobu moaned softly, hips jerking upward towards Miyagi's hand. A few moments later, Miyagi had retrieved the lube and he drew his hand away from Shinobu's cock. The younger man squirmed a little to show his displeasure at the lack of contact and reached down to touch himself, but Miyagi batted his hand away, smirking when the younger man glared at him.

He squirted a liberal amount of lube onto his fingers and placed a soft kiss to Shinobu's lips as he slid two fingers inside, hoping to have Shinobu prepared as quickly as possible. Shinobu hissed at the pressure of two fingers sliding inside of him and beginning to prepare him quickly, and reached down to grab his own erection. This time Miyagi let him, feeling his own arousal grow at the sight of Shinobu jerking off, at the feel of the younger man's muscles fluttering vaguely around his fingers as he became more aroused.

Miyagi's fingers moved faster, and Shinobu gasped, precum beading at the head of his cock as he jerked himself faster. Miyagi licked his lips, smirking as Shinobu looked up at him. Their eyes met, and Miyagi groaned, pulling his fingers out of the man and reaching over to the bedside drawers to grab a condom. Once he found one, he tore the foil packaging open and slid it down his cock, watching Shinobu squirm against the mattress in anticipation. He almost felt like smiling despite himself, and leaned down, capturing Shinobu's lips in a rough kiss, and moaning when the younger man jerked his hips upward, their arousals brushing against one another.

"Ready?" Miyagi asks, lips brushing against the younger man's cheek as he spoke.

"Yeah," Shinobu replies, breathing evenly through his mouth, skin already prickling with heat. Miyagi pulled back for a second, smiling as the younger man, who looked away, blushing, before parting Shinobu's legs and sliding between.

Shinobu gasped softly as Miyagi pressed inside of him; it had been a long time, far too long, and he could already feel the hot stirrings of arousal in his stomach as Miyagi entered him, inch by inch.

When Miyagi was fully inside, Shinobu already looked out of breath and desperate for release. Miyagi chuckled roughly, kissing Shinobu and slowly beginning to move. Shinobu moaned loudly, hips jerking upward against Miyagi's body weight.

After a few minutes of slow movements, Miyagi began to move faster, murmuring softly against Shinobu's skin as the younger man reached between their bodies to jerk himself off, dark eyes slipping shut in concentration as he whimpered.

A few more tense minutes of quick, rough movements, and Shinobu came, arching against Miyagi and crying out softly as the older man chuckled gently. A few more sharp thrusts and Miyagi finished too, pulling out as soon as he was done.

Once they'd both cleaned up, the couple lay together under the warm covers of Miyagi's bed, curled around one another and eyes half-shut in satisfaction. Miyagi played idly with Shinobu's hair, itching for a cigarette but feeling too lazy to reach over to find the box of smokes and the lighter on the bedside table.

"Miyagi?"

"Hmm?"

"... I'm sorry."

Miyagi blinked down at Shinobu, and the younger man averted his gaxe.

"What I mean is... I didn't mean to worry you."

"It's fine," Miyagi replied, "Like I said, just call me next time."

"I'm sorry I made you worry."

"No, I'm sorry," Miyagi replied, and Shinobu looked up at him, curious.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing," Miyagi said, gently stroking Shinobu's hair one more time, before sinking down further under the covers, "We should get to sleep."

Shinobu smiled and sunk down next to Miyagi, curling up against the side of Miyagi's body and nuzzling against his shoulder. Miyagi smiled, letting his eyed droop shut as he heard Shinobu's breathing even out.

I'm sorry I ever doubted you. I know everything's fine.

They fell asleep like that.

END